Moving.

Tuckered out from the move!

This week has been spent living among piles of half-emptied boxes, shifting furniture from room to room, putting things into cupboards and drawers and with a feeling of coming home. In case you hadn't guessed, we moved last Sunday (in a bit of a rush, due to the 30 inches of snow that never fell on us) and have subsequently been settling in to our new apartment.

I'm not sure if anyone actually likes moving house, but I hate it. I can never find things (I'm not very good at organising boxes), it's tiring and I always find it difficult to get comfortable in my new surroundings.  While the first two are still true, this time I already feel pretty settled. We've moved out of the city into a more suburban area, into a ground-floor apartment with access to a back garden. It's a family-friendly apartment in a family-friendly area, close enough to the freeway to make travel easy but far enough away from the noise and traffic. There is more than enough room for our little troupe, with plenty to spare for guests. It's just what we were looking for and right now, I couldn't be happier.

I think we all like our new place. Baby V is sleeping better than ever before and even Pearl seems happier here. S and I are enjoying the peace, even though it's a longer commute for his work now. Once we're all unpacked, I know that this home is going to suit us perfectly for the foreseeable future. I'm glad that we've left our 'city life' behind and we're ready to embark on the next leg of our adventures together.

I hope that you all had a fab week and are enjoying your weekend! Since the Giants didn't make it to the Super Bowl this year, I'm rooting for the Seahawks to own it tomorrow on behalf of our friends! Have a good one!

Love, K.